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To my Dear Mother


Mother, I wonder what you think of me. I've tried so hard to become someone that I long to be. To feel confident, loved, and righteous, has not been an easy task. Soon, one day, will be the day that I can say that you've changed you I am. I was wrong trying to judge you, what I know now is that you've given me everything. One day, wishing that you could ever forgive me for who I was, now I have become someone that is thankful for having someone so courageous like you, Mother.
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CarlosM097
<p>I am so thankful everyone reading this. Let this be a lesson to everyone because our parents especially our mother has done the impossible to shape us into who we are.</p>

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